Ginevra
“What do you mean?”
“Why didn’t you call me to warn me? Why didn’t you run out as soon as you saw that there was someone home that wasn’t me?” I hate the expression on his face. It holds nothing else than rage and disappointment.
I stare at him shell shocked, before I find the courage to stutter along. “I- I’m sorry. I- I didn’t think that would be an option. As I came in, she had already seen me.”
“Why didn’t you turn around and leave?” My heart breaks at him asking me this, but I just stand there like a love-struck i***t, bracing myself for what comes next.
“How come you ended up sitting down with her to drink coffee and eat cake?”
My desperation makes my voice shake as I feel like drowning. “She made me sit down and do all this. How should I have reacted otherwise? She saw
